There was silence in the study.

Suddenly, in the empty room, there was a strange but hoarse sound, like two pieces of pig iron rubbing against each other.

"Tut-tut... It's really chilling! I still remember that when I knocked you out of the cold pool, there was a little girl who was twenty-eight years old and jumped off the cold pool regardless of it, and looked for you in the cold pool almost sleepless for seven days in a row. Because of this, it is deeply infected with cold poison. If it weren't for the old man's soft-hearted heart for a while and passed on some formulas to her, I am afraid that she would have died of cold poison. ”

"Aren't you really afraid of making her sad if you say such things to her now?"

Yang Xiaoyun sat on the Taishi chair, but the armrests on both sides of the chair had obviously been scratched.

He stood up and pulled open a hidden mechanism.

The wall behind the bookshelf moved away silently.

In the extra space, a large black wine vat was placed.

A gray, hairy head poked out of the vat.

His face was obscured by a beard and a messy hair, and only his eyes were sometimes leaking, cruel, vicious, and full of madness.

Yang Xiaoyun took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, and the milky white liquid with the aroma of almonds in the porcelain bottle dripped into the wine vat.

Soon the people in the vat let out an extremely suppressed muffled grunt of pain.

After a while, the pain faded, and the person in the wine vat raised his head and looked at Yang Xiaoyun viciously and said, "You are very confident, just because you are confident, she likes you so much." That's why you deliberately said that she leaked her mouth, she is so smart, she will definitely think of a way to help you get what you want. ”

"It's just... It's rare that you're really not afraid of losing your wife and losing your soldiers?"

Yang Xiaoyun said lightly: "The relationship between me and Li Jianchen must be like fire and water. This is his way of gaining trust in front of Emperor Jiazheng. Since Li Jianchen took out the cheats and shared them, it means that he no longer cares about the leakage of the cheats. I know she has a grudge in her heart, and if I didn't say that, she wouldn't want to go for me. ”

"I'll embarrass her, but I'll follow suit. Just Li Jianchen··· I don't think he dares to be presumptuous!"

When Yang Xiaoyun said this, he was full of confidence and confidence.

"Hahaha... Yang Xiaoyun! Yang Xiaoyun! Why did we old guys look away and didn't see that you were such a wolf-hearted and despicable person with evil intentions. It's just that you let the old man and me live, which is your biggest mistake. If one day, your lady knows that it was you who killed his father with your own hands, or you who fed the poison to the Dao Chuan Heavenly Master, or whether you made the old man a human being... But I don't know how she should feel?" The people in the wine vat constantly stimulated Yang Xiaoyun, and he wanted Yang Xiaoyun to kill him.

The study is only separated from this dark room by a wall, and any conversation in the study cannot be hidden from the old man.

And if the old man wants to make a noise and disturb the people in the study, it is easy.

But he has been silent, there must be a crucial handle in Yang Xiaoyun's hands, and he has to endure humiliation.

Yang Xiaoyun smiled slightly, his expression was loyal and stocky: "You are Huiyun's master, although you had some entanglements with me back then, but you are already in the past, how can I kill you? Are you still reluctant to tell the whereabouts of "Nine Returns to the Heavenly Sun"?"

The old man in the wine vat seemed to have become a little confused in pain, and all he shouted was the three words 'kill me'.

Closing the secret room, Yang Xiaoyun walked out of the study.

I went to the bedroom and changed into a night suit that was easy to move around.

He will lurk nearby before Situ Huiyun goes to find Feng Linwan.

There are some pimples, which he has always kept in his heart, and he needs to reassure himself.

Feng Linwan did not return to the palace, but stayed in the Qunying Pavilion.

Although it was originally a restaurant, there were also a few guest rooms, and Feng Linwan collected a lot of civilization information, which needed to be sorted out, so he didn't waste time to go back to the palace, and lived on the spot.

"So far, I have collected a total of thirty-nine full-fledged martial arts, of which three are considered top-notch, and only eight are distinctive, and the rest are inclined to the basic direction and are not of much value. But even so, if you get a special market and operate well, you may even exchange tens of thousands of energy points. When Feng Lin thought of this, he suddenly felt beautiful.

Don't look at this world, even if it is a top-level martial art that has been completed, it is not worth much in Luo Tiandian.

That's entirely because Luo Tiandian's pricing is a 'quantitative' standard in terms of the level and level of power. Moreover, the information provided by Feng Linwan was too incomplete, and there was no hope of making up for it when it left Luo Tiandian and was put outside.

And the whole book, which does not need to be completed, has not been handed over to Luo Tiandian, and no one has cultivated the martial arts cheats, for some rich people who yearn for extraordinary power, but dare not cross the adventure, it is a thing that is hard to pursue. What's more, there is also the problem of matching sex, not everyone is as lucky as Feng Linwan, who can open a golden finger and formulate an extraordinary path for himself completely and regularly.

Hum··· ！

Suddenly, the inexplicable Feng Linwan began to feel dizzy.

In a trance, I saw that on the character template of the Wine Sword Fairy, the first skill 'Waterfall Swordsmanship' had been fully unlocked.

At this moment, it was as if something was hitting his brain.

In the blur of his eyes, he seemed to see a lot of mixed pictures.

There are ethereal fairy mountains in the picture, sword immortals flying in the sky, sword curtains around the sky, and blood burning earth...

The collapsed giant peak, the hero's elegy, converged into the sea, and the sword qi that hit like a waterfall.

"What is this... What Streamer Sword Sect, what Netherworld Great Demon, what Mangshan Sword Saint... What is Quan's special mind?" Chaotic and noisy memories were stirring in Feng Linwan's mind, and he opened his mouth to vomit, but he felt that he couldn't vomit anything.

It was not his body that was dizzy, but his soul.

At this moment, suddenly a black shadow swept in, and his palms staggered towards Feng Lin Wan with extremely thick palm power.

Feng Linwan's entire soul fell into an inexplicable entanglement, but it was a unique instinct, and it still suddenly surged.

Two fingers together, as if holding a sword.

As soon as he waved his sleeves, a brilliant sword light like fireworks exploded behind Feng Linwan.

Facing the rushing sword light, Yang Xiaoyun trembled.

He already regretted it and shouldn't have made a move.

Originally, he just saw that Feng Linwan was in the wrong state, thinking that he was going crazy in practice and wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack.

didn't expect that Feng Lin Wan in such a state would have such incredible strength.

Puff puff!

Yang Xiaoyun's hand and foot meridians were cut off by the invincible sword qi almost instantly.

Originally, going further, Feng Linwan's fingers were about to break Yang Xiaoyun's throat.

Under the pressure of the terrifying sword qi, Yang Xiaoyun felt suffocated... The pupils kept constricting, but they couldn't resist it.

"Get out of here!" Feng Lin suddenly broke out, roared, and hit his head directly against the wall, and the whole thing seemed to be a fine scene.

His body began to twitch violently, and it was not until half an hour later that he improved.

Cold sweat soaked Feng Linwan's whole body, took off his coat, and Feng Linwan fell on the bed, only to feel sore.

"Go to Nima's golden finger... "Vicious, Feng Linwan wanted to spit, but he only felt that his mouth was extremely dry.

Looking at Yang Xiaoyun, who fell to the ground, still glaring angrily, but could not hide his horror, Feng Lin endured the pain in the meridians, struggled to get up, and then forcibly puffed up a wisp of innate true qi, and first restrained Yang Xiaoyun's eight key points, preventing him from moving at the same time, but also to prevent him from losing too much blood and dying.

Then he kicked it under the bed.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Situ Huiyun's strange voice came from outside the door.